Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 500

Woojijik!

The eyes of the poisonous Dangbaekgun opened wide.

He crossed the daggers he held in both hands and received the punch.

Flawless response.

But the result made me doubt my eyes.

The blade, engulfed in strong energy, broke and was cut in half.

‘No matter how much power is relative.’

To destroy the strength created by an absolute expert in a matter of days.

Until now, I had felt the hopeless gap several times while dealing with Demon Cultist, but this time it was even worse.

Even after breaking the two daggers, the fist that still had energy went into Dangbaekgun’s side.

Dangbaek, who was thrown away with a suppressed groan, barely managed to regain his balance before falling to the ground.

Phew!

The moment I put my feet on the ground, my fist, engulfed in concentrated magical energy, expanded into my field of vision.

There was no time to catch my breath.

I barely managed to avoid the attack by tilting my upper body, but this time something unseen flew in from the left and hit my body.

Quang!

Is this what it feels like to be hit by a crashing car?

An incredible shock struck me.

This time, a follow-up hit came before I even landed on the ground.

A torrential rain pouring down.

“Cough!”

Tangbaekgun, who rolled on the ground and was out of range of the attack, vomited blood.

Even though I protected myself with self-defense equipment, I suffered internal injuries.

Kukukuk!

The Allied soldiers who jumped in to fill his vacuum caught the attention of the Demon Cultist.

Baekun-geom (百澐劍), Unhak-geom (雲鶴劍), and Cheolmae-geom (鐵梅劍).

All of them were skilled, ranked among the top 100 masters.

Each and every one of them was the elite of the Allied Forces, capable of leading a single gate.

However, even with their presence, Hyeongun Dojo could not escape the inferiority.

A precarious formation that looks as if it will collapse at any moment.

Demon Lord showed off his overwhelming inaction and trampled the Allied soldiers.

‘Why are you so angry?’

Dangbaekgun’s eyes narrowed.

Until now, Ma Jyoju has never shown any signs of overdoing things.

They only cause moderate damage to the Allied Forces and then retreat repeatedly.

It was an individual fighting against a large army.

It was inevitably going to be a physical battle.

The Master of the Demonic Cult, known as the greatest expert in the world, was ultimately a human being.

It was painful for those on the receiving end, but those who attacked were also exhausted.

Throwing everything into one fight without paying attention to the distribution of power was not a very good strategy.

‘In that sense, the way the Demon Lord looks right now is…’

It seemed like he was venting his anger.

At least that’s how it appeared in Tang Baek’s eyes.

He, who had never shown any signs of agitation even at the death of his disciples, could not believe that he was so emotional.

What on earth made him so angry?

‘In a way, this is an opportunity.’

A never-before-seen opportunity to put an end to the political war.

The siege that imprisoned the Demon Cultist was becoming thicker.

Didn’t you notice?

Or is it because they know it but don’t do anything about it?

Master Ma was just concentrating on unleashing his power.

Wow!

With a trembling sound of impact, Unhakgeom’s new form fell to the ground.

My trembling body soon became limp.

It was impossible to tell whether he had fainted or died.

Dangbaekgun, who had raised his internal strength to the limit, swung his sleeves strongly.

Shhh shush!

Reflections spread out with the force to fill the sky.

The Allied soldiers looked surprised when they realized what that meant.

‘All kinds of rain!’

A secret herbivory that can only be mastered by the head of a Tang family that spreads hundreds and thousands of memorized techniques and sweeps over a vast area.

It was just a memorization of words, but in reality it was no different from a large army pouring down a rain of arrows.

‘now!’

The warriors who had joined forces with Hyeongun Dojang to deal with the Demon Cultist all pulled out at once.

Cheolmaegeom quickly grabbed the back of the fallen Unhakgeom.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Countless memorizations poured down on the head of the Demon Cultist.

It goes without saying, but it was not a case of reckless use of a technique that could easily lead to even the allies being swept away.

I made it known in advance so that I could sense the signs and avoid them.

Coo coo coo coo.

The dust cloud clears.

The Allied soldiers who were watching the fight with eyes full of anticipation let out an expression of astonishment.

Ma Gyoju was shaking off the dust that had settled on his shoulders and looked fine, without a single scratch.

“hmm.”

Ma Jiao-ju turned his head and met Tang Baek-gun’s gaze.

The two people’s eyes met in the air and sparks flew.

* * *

‘It’s harder than I thought.’

Ma Cyoju’s eyebrows rose slightly.

The soldiers of the Allied Forces were attracted to flashy techniques such as Mancheonhwawoo, but the reason Pokgwi was scary was not because they had excellent cancer technology.

It was not for any other reason that the devil cultists, who had nothing to fear in the world, were reluctant and avoided the poisonous people of the Tang family.

This is because they are wary and afraid of poisonous attacks.

There was nothing to talk about, especially if it was a poisonous attack performed by the head of the Tang family.

Even if it was said to be poison-proof and impervious to poison, it could still be poisoned if the head of the family decided to do so.

No matter how confident he was, he was someone he couldn’t let down his guard against.

‘It is a poisonous technique that targets only the enemy without causing any damage to allies.’

I wasn’t particularly worried about fainting from the poison.

Even if he was poisoned by the Seven Spirits Poison, he could still continue the battle.

The problem was the internal energy that was constantly being consumed to resist the poisonous energy.

‘Maybe they think like this. As time goes by, they are the ones who become more advantageous.’

It wasn’t a particularly wrong decision.

Even a warrior with the same endurance as the Great Sea could not survive for a long time in this environment.

Since it was a one-versus-many battle, it was natural that the Allied forces would emerge victorious if the battle progressed for a long time.

‘Then……’

Saaaaa.

The concentration of energy flowing from the Demon Cultist’s body became even thicker.

The warriors exposed to demonic energy covered their noses and mouths and took a step back.

Even a warrior who had reached the state could not even breathe properly within his domain.

Quad deud deuk!

The ground seemed to shake, and piles of dirt and rocks rose into the air.

The drones suddenly lost their footing and fell, screaming.

“Nonsense.”

“That’s an empty object?”

The expression “deviating from common sense” would be used in times like these.

The monks’ faces hardened as they looked up at the floating objects blocking the sky.

Everyone could have predicted it.

What happens next?

Master Ma lowered his outstretched index finger to the ground.

Floating objects falling to the ground all at once.

“…!”

Baekwoongeom felt as if the entire world was collapsing.

The horrors of the tragedy unfolded.

The siege that imprisoned Demon Cultist instantly lost its shape and collapsed.

‘What about the religious leader?’

Master Hyeong-un, who saved the disciple of a monk who was almost crushed by a rock, urgently scanned the surroundings with his gaze.

The Demon Cultist was nowhere to be seen.

In the place where he had been standing just a moment ago, there was only a large tree that had been uprooted and lying around.

Awesome! Okay!

The sound of a collision piercing my ears.

While the soldiers of the Allied Forces were frantically scattering to survive, the Demon Cultist was engaged in a one-on-one battle with someone.

It wasn’t that difficult to guess who the other person would be.

‘no!’

Hyeongun Dojang jumped off the ground and launched himself towards the source of the noise.

After moving through the air, what he saw was the blood-covered figure of Tang Baek.

How many agreements were exchanged in that short period of time?

I couldn’t find any other expression other than that it was miserable.

‘But it looks like he hasn’t suffered any fatal injuries yet.’

Hyeongun Dojang’s sword split the head of the Demon Cultist in half.

To be precise, it cut through the remnants he left behind.

pop! pop! pop!

The head of the school, who had pushed away the seal of Hyeong-woon with a short, sharp blow, once again dug into the gap between the head of the party.

As if he knew this would happen, Dojang Hyeong-woon, who was next to him, sprayed the 24-handed Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

“Tsk.”

The Ma leader clicked his tongue once and responded as if he couldn’t do anything.

Thanks to the addition of the Plum Blossom God Sword, Dangbaekgun, who had somehow widened the distance between him and the Demon Cultist, let out a small voice, not knowing whether it was relief or admiration.

The scent of plum blossoms seemed to emanate from the remnants left where the blade passed.

The balance was quickly broken.

“Big.”

Hyeong-woon, who retreated without exchanging even 30 sums, let out a faint cough.

The blood flowing from the corner of his mouth suggested that he had also suffered internal injuries.

“die! “You evil enemy!”

An elder from the Gongong Sect who was hiding behind a broken rock broke in and targeted the Demon Cultist and others.

Master Ma extended his sword towards him without even looking back.

An enormous force of attraction was generated and the old Taoist body was pulled in.

“100 million?”

Sigh!

In reality, the leader was standing still, but he lunged at him with his feet and stabbed him in the abdomen.

Unable to withstand the demonic energy swirling around his body, the old master died.

Damn it!

Ma Jyoju swung his arms as if there was a corpse in his hands.

The blade of the artificial form centered around the fingertips tore the body to pieces.

Dangbaekgun, who was running towards him while clutching the memorized book he had taken out of his sleeve, shrugged his shoulders as if embarrassed.

The pieces of meat that suddenly rained down on his face momentarily impaired his judgment.

That became a fatal gap.

Crump!

The sword that surged up from the corner of my senses shattered my ribs.

Master Ma’s hand touched the solar plexus of Dangbaek, who was staggering in pain.

“It’s over.”

An unreasonable fight that does not promise the next attack.

After finishing this battle, I had to return to the main base to take care of my body and replenish my lost stamina.

Since it was the last time, I planned to take as many lives as possible.

If you eliminate the poisonous spirit in advance, the subsequent fight will be much easier.

‘Did you say that the Dragon King’s fiancé was the wife of the Tang family?’

The corners of Ma’s lips twitched slightly.

There was no offering better than this to comfort the soul of the dead White Faced Reaper.

Awesome!

At that moment, the two long swords that flew like arrows struck the head’s shoulders and legs.

He, who was staring at the sword stuck on the ground, slowly raised his head.

An old man with his grizzled hair neatly tied up, his chest discolored black, stood as if blocking the path of the fallen poisonous spirit.

“You managed to come all the way here yourself.”

“It’s been a while since I saw you. “Cult leader.”

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